My ailing throat is almost cured..: March 14th 2005
03/15/2005 08:55 p.m.
My ailing throat is almost cured - 90%, and so with it, my coughing. I have never experienced such an extended span of throat infection lasting almost one and half months. That too, at a time it should not have been, since I was in no mood of entertaining it.
Well, the supposition is mine, a mental suggestion, whereas the continuation of the infection manifesting in coughing is a manifestation of the physical laws and proof of our bodies being subject to these laws.
My wife claims that the cause of the cure was the homeopathic medicine her homeopathic doctor prescribed her owing to her infected throat (ten times more severe - if one can measure the severity by the recurrence of coughing) though she claimed I infected her with my coughing.
I did my best to believe that these homeopathic pills (tiny sugar balls dipped in some chemicals to be taken ten in one dose) are having a positive impact while I took them so irregularly (I was suppose to take them once every three hours, drinking, smoking and eating forbidden for at least thirty minutes before or after I took them and I was hardly averaging one dose a day.) But every time I took them I used to add a ‘placebo suggestion’ and believed that it was really curing me.
I have had throat infections in the past but they have never lasted for more than a week. I wonder what made it last almost one and half months, despite knowing the apparent causes and to certain extent the cause of the cure? I think we sometimes wonder just in order to mystify a simple manifestation.
In the last one and half months I have traveled a lot and at a time when the sun was getting hotter and hotter as the so called central Indian winter (almost like European summer) receded and the summer rushed in without allowing the spring to bloom. When I left my house (in Raipur - central India) on the first of February the day temperature was almost 33C. When I arrived at Jaipur (capital city of Rajasthan in northern India) traveling in an AC compartment of a train, the night temperature was almost 5C. Then suddenly in a day’s time it rose to 33C during the day. It’s at this time that some virus found its way inside my body and found it easy to infect me and use my body cells which were conducive for breeding and multiplying. Well, my red blood cells found it difficult to face this onslaught owing to the constant change in temperature it was supposed to counter while I was traveling every few days. (The sudden change in the temperature reduces body resistance drastically). On my part, I helped these UFO’s in my body cells indirectly but blatantly by continuing to eat fried food, smoking more than my normal quota and drinking (chilled beer in the later half).
Now I wonder as to what was there to wonder, neither as regards to the cause nor as regards to the cause of the cure. The blood red cells ultimately fought and won this extended battle. I did take antibiotics at irregular intervals, irregularly. Antibiotics don’t help when you have a virus inside your blood cells. They may have helped in barricading bacteria’s from launching a war against my ailing body.
In any case, I am almost cured despite the continuation of smoking and a lesser amount of drinking.
There is nothing here to wonder. Next time I hope I will be more disciplined and careful but less wondrous.